even if we find ourselves running at the same speed and we run out of breath simultaneously and we look both ways when we cross the street and our knees make contact with the same pavement, my wounds will heal differently. i turn in my sleep and they open up again and theres blood all around me. you can't realize, admit it. i just need you to lend an ear i don't need to hear you know how i feel but can you back it up if i spontaneously show interest in your story? its ok, its all right, take it easy babe this keeps me up all night.